"Right Back" lyrics
"Right Back"
Sleepin' by yourself at night can make you feel alone
Your girlfriend said so
But I don't really know
That don't mean we fucked around
That night, last week, when you left town
Was tweakin' by myself one night
That's when I wrote this tune
Didn't have no need for that bed in my hotel room
Sometime, right now, since I've left the pen
Feels like I'm right back there again
Sometimes I pray
Waitin', waitin' for some bright holiday (Holiday)
So, I bought myself a gun
And I'm right back
Right back where I'm from
Sleepin' by yourself at night can make you feel alone
My girlfriend said so, she's a little ho
That don't mean I fuck around
I like to keep that higher ground
Sometimes I pray
Waitin', waitin' for some bright holiday (Holiday)
So, I bought myself a gun
And I'm right back
Right back where I'm from
Oh, don't tease me
Oh, don't tease me
Don't tease me
Sometimes I pray
Waitin', waitin' for some bright holiday (Holiday)
So, I bought myself a gun
And I'm right back
Right back where I'm from
Get back!
Writer(s): Bradley James Nowell, Marshall Raymond Goodman
- AZLyrics
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- Sublime Lyrics
album:
"40 Oz. To Freedom" (1992)
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